Saturday 20 March 2010

A Special Rainbow


You won't need an umbrella,
When I drench you in the shower of my love.
Don't you love rain my dear?
It's raining hearts and dreams now.
The sun in my world shines brighter than ever.
Still the shower hasn't ceased.
It will never cease.
Through those glassy beads,
I see a rainbow.
My eyes deceive me.
It's not a rainbow.
It's you.

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